Feeling two cold and sharp gazes falling on his head, Su Qianci subconsciously looked up, and was caught off guard and crashed into the cold deep sea.
cold.
So cold!
Su Qianci's heart suddenly tightened, and she saw that pair of eyes slowly sliding downwards.
Following his gaze, Su Qianci saw a lake green skirt, one leg resting on the back of the sofa, and the other on the armrest. From his angle, the thin white thighs revealed a small section of the safety pants...
Her little face suddenly turned red, and she sat up straight in an instant.
"That's impossible." Lu Yihan didn't notice Su Qianci's strangeness. He opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of Coke. "How about Saturday night? I'll treat you to a big dinner."
Su Qianci felt her scalp tingling as Li Sicheng stared at her with a pair of aggressive eyes. For a moment, Lu Yihan's words sounded like a spell to her. She responded with a few random words and hung up the phone.
My heart is beating so fast!
For some reason, Su Qianci felt very guilty.
It's just like…
It's like being caught having an affair.
"Have you finished talking?" Li Sicheng narrowed his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse and cold as if it was covered with hail.
It was still the same tone, no different from usual.
However, Su Qianci felt even more uneasy and quickly changed the subject, "So you're back. I thought you would work overtime."
Li Sicheng raised his eyebrows, stood up straight, stretched out his long legs, put one hand in his pocket, and asked, "Do you really want me to work overtime?"
Su Qianci's voice paused, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
In his previous life, Li Sicheng worked overtime.
Moreover, OnePlus means three days.
Every time she called to urge him to go home, he only had one word in his answer - busy!
But now, why aren't you busy anymore
Su Qianci stopped talking in a huff and whispered, "How could it be..."
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.
The maid Rong Ma spoke at the right time: "Sir, Madam, dinner is ready."
"Yeah!" Su Qianci looked at Rong's mother with some gratitude, then washed her hands and sat down at the dining table.
Li Sicheng walked down from the second floor slowly, each step making a slight sound.
The rhythm is steady and cold.
Just like an ancient emperor, high above everyone else, the sound of his footsteps alone gave Su Qianci a strong sense of oppression.
Of course, a bigger part of it was because Su Qianci felt guilty.
But why should she feel guilty
She obviously didn't do anything, did she
When Su Qianci thought of this, she felt much better.
He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up some food, put a piece of food in the bowl, and started eating slowly.
Her movements were graceful, and there was an inexplicable beauty in her every gesture.
It's completely different from the previous two days.
However, it can be seen that the eating habits were formed naturally and not deliberately.
How could such a big change happen in just a few days
Could it be that what happened in the past two days was all fake
But what good would it do for her to pretend to be a useless fool
Li Sicheng felt that he was becoming increasingly unable to understand this woman.
He collected his thoughts, picked up the chopsticks gracefully, reached out, and picked up a piece of shrimp paste.
Coincidentally, Su Qianci's chopsticks had already reached out, and the two chopsticks touched each other and intersected parallel to each other.
(End of this chapter)